crawling, scratching the asphalt
don’t know when to put an end to this, don’t count the tears and salt

violence helps sometimes, it relieves me of you
doesn't make me think about all the variables, how less of a person I am without you
how little you want me, the way you told me you're scared
terrified of holding me close and then losing me but you, my cure, are always there

you burn like fire, you shine like light
you hold me, poor in stardust, on tight
your melody elevates me, separates me from the clay
distinct from the dirt, for your love I pray

because I don’t want to be pushed away, just reverence in my veins
you are the remedy for all my troubles, a solution to my blue and grey